Her skirt and panties were the only thing he let her keep on. "Bottoms only. That's the rule. I'm following it too. We're going to play 'Your turn, My turn".
Sitting on the edge of the bed she leaned in as he kneeled in front of her kissing her gently while his hands moved under her skirt over her hips, finding their way to her thighs then back. He repeated this motion with his thumbs sweeping her inner thighs rising higher up to her panty lace panty line. She wanted to feel his fingers inside of her and he teased her by brushing past her mound ever so gently before repeating his massage.
She felt herself getting impatient. Her hips writhed, trying to meet his fingertips. He knew how he was driving her crazy and he felt powerful. She kissed him back passionately, her tongue exploring his mouth. He twitched as she ran her hand across his belly Down to the button of his pants. She could see his package was already hardening.
He pulled her hands away, "uh uh, ladies first".